Текст песни Novembre - Sirens In Filth
Novembre - Sirens In Filth слова песни
Bitterness blows in the heartLike chilly draughts in the hallOf a crystal castleLost among clouds made of goldThose anxieting visionsImages behind frozen windowsMake my eyes bleedEbony bloodWhen the silvergray fluid shall crack reality`s wallsMixing with blood and filth as sirens swimming in pitchWhen the sweet arcades of these desperate our ownsTrickle down upon yhe misery of this dead everyday lifeLike pitch on your wingsLike a child lost in a warLike dark paint upon a shiny pictureLike dirty sperm on a toyAnd whwn the new star will shine of its own blackAnd there will be nowhere to shelterMaybe they`ll understand who we areWhat we`ll always cry for